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All your coffee are belong to Gabe!

Location: The Cravat
Time: N/A. (Though for all intents and purposes it is morning.)


This morning, as with many mornings, Gabe's first thought was one word. This one word was 'coffee.' He carefully extricated himself from his and Jeannot's bed, making sure not to wake his love as he did. He left the room quietly and went down the stairs, looking for any new room, hopefully one containing a coffee-maker and some grounds. As luck ((or possibly the BC's inherent MKCSR powers)) would have it, the first room he decided to explore was the kitchen, the coffee-maker on the counter like a gift from G-d. He only had to look through two cupboards before finding the coffee grounds and cups, and he set about making it, humming Chelsea Hotel #2 very loudly to himself. Once done, he sat upon the counter, impatiently watching it percolate.

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mouette_mots
Jan. 30th, 2007 05:50 am (UTC)
Jeannot looked over at the coffeepot longingly, remembering that he had yet to have his own mug. He turned to pour himself some of the strong drink as well, and sipped at it, closing his eyes in bliss at the unaccustomedly rich flavor of the hot drink. Content, he opened his eyes again and leaned against the counter next to Gabe, watching the detective and the doctor to see what would happen next.

((Count me in on the popcorn, Gabe. This is better than an o-per-a.))

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